Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 351 Gathering together

That night.

Liu Feng rushed back overnight.

He needs to estimate the production capacity in the factory, and then work with logistics to summarize the production materials and meet this challenge in a completely new state.

This incident only lasted a few months, so the steel rolling mill must seize this opportunity this time. If everything goes well, this order can be produced for several months.

This order was placed urgently and the funds were sufficient. If we went to full production, we would probably make a lot of money. After all, military industry orders were never in arrears.

Therefore, Yang Jun asked Liu Feng to go back in advance, just to make all preparations and go all out.

Of course, it’s not that easy to take orders.

Whether a steel mill has production qualifications must be reviewed by the arsenal.

Early the next morning, Guan Handong, the deputy director of the arsenal, came to inform everyone to gather downstairs in the guest house and visit the production workshop.

Not to mention, the treatment in the arsenal is pretty good.

Eating pork and green onion buns and drinking rice porridge early in the morning, all the people who came to inspect the arsenal had their mouths crooked and their eyes squinted, and they did not look like leading cadres at all.

Not to mention that the other steel plant cadres were not good at eating. Even the people brought by Yang Jun were not much better, especially Ma Juzi, who could eat five of them, and the three-liter steamed buns in several bites, and he ate more than 20 in a row. , but the people at the same table were frightened.

A good breakfast turned into a live broadcast for foodies.

"Are you starving to death? Hurry up and get down."

Seeing Ma Juzi trying to get the bun again, Yang Jun poked him and told him to get off quickly.

He didn't want to be famous for coming here, and he was famous because a foodie came out of the steel rolling mill.

"I'm coming."

Ma Juzi's face was red and his cheeks were bulging. When he stood up, he grabbed two buns and put them in his pocket.

In addition to a few senior leaders in the factory, those who can enter the workshop are engineers and eighth-level technicians. Drivers like Ma Juzi and the few ordinary cadres who followed him are not eligible to enter.

When everyone went down, the open space at the door was already full of people, and people from various steel plants had already come down.

Standing on the steps was a man in military uniform. He was Chen Shanhe, the director of the arsenal.

This man is an active soldier, about 50 years old, with a Chinese character, a dark face, and a serious expression. At first glance, he looks like a man who acts vigorously and resolutely.

Chen Shanhe glanced at the crowd and felt that they were almost there, so he straightened his body, looked solemn, and said,
"stand at attention!"

Following the order, the noisy crowd suddenly became quieter, but many people did not pay attention to the order and still stood there loosely.

But Yang Jun is different.

It was as if there was a soul calling him in his bones. After hearing the command, he immediately jumped upright, holding the seam of his trousers with his hands, and standing with his legs together, like a javelin.

Chen Shanhe was a soldier, and he usually spoke and acted mostly in a command-oriented manner. Now that he saw that everyone was slacking off and not taking military orders seriously at all, his face suddenly became as dark as water.

He glanced at everyone, and when he saw Yang Jun, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

However, as soon as the two people made eye contact, they immediately looked away.

Although Chen Shanhe was very angry, he couldn't do anything to him.

Many of the leading cadres from various steel plants are at the same level as him. His orders have no control over others. They can listen to them if they want to hear them, but they can't if they don't want to hear them. At worst, they won't accept orders.

"I won't say any more nonsense and get straight to the point."

As soon as Chen Shanhe finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

"This order is very large. None of your steel mills can handle it alone. They must work together to complete it, but..."

When he said this, Chen Shanhe paused, glanced at everyone, and then said,
"It's not easy to take orders from our arsenal. You must pass our assessment to qualify. This assessment is fair, just and open. Only those who pass the exam can get the order."

"No more nonsense. Time is tight and the tasks are heavy. Take the time to go to the workshop for assessment."

After Chen Shanhe finished speaking, he winked at the deputy director Guan Handong standing next to him, then turned around and left.

When leaving, he glanced at Yang Jun, who was still standing upright.

He took a few more steps forward, and when he looked back, Yang Jun was still standing there motionless.

He seemed to remember something.

So, he turned around, stood at attention, and ordered,

"Take a break, dismiss!"

After speaking, turn around and leave.

When Yang Jun heard this, he took a breath first and then relaxed his body.

Chen Shanhe's order seemed to be for everyone, but only he and Yang Jun knew that this order was specifically for Yang Jun.

Some people don't return to their clothes when they retire, and their clothes don't fade when they return.

Once you are a soldier, you will always be a soldier. The faith engraved in your bones can never be erased.

Respect is mutual.

Everyone has the same belief and the same soul in their bones.

Therefore, although the two of them are strangers to each other, they look very much like old comrades who have fought side by side for decades.

"This man must be sick. He is so startled."

"That's right, he really thought that we were his soldiers, and he was yelling at us."

"Okay, keep your voice down, after all, this is someone else's territory."

Someone in the crowd suddenly became dissatisfied.

These people have long been accustomed to being superior in their own factories, and they must be unhappy when they are ordered to suddenly. They cannot accept this way of speaking, so they can't help but complain.

Not every steel mill wants to take this order. If they hadn't been notified from above, they wouldn't have traveled all the way to this mountain by train for days and nights.

Now is the era of planned economy. Every factory has a fixed order. The arsenal order is dispensable to them. Therefore, their group does not pay attention to this order at all. Coupled with Chen Shanhe's disgusting way of speaking, They don't want to take this order anymore.

But the steel rolling mill is different. Now is the time when money is needed to improve the construction of supporting facilities. If this order is accepted, it can be said that the money to build shopping malls and guest houses will not be worried this time.

After Chen Shanhe left, deputy factory director Guan Handong took everyone to visit the production workshop.

"Lao Yang, what are your factory's plans this time? Do you want to accept this order?"

While walking, Mao Hua and Gao Dongzhi caught up with him and asked softly. "Take it, why not?" Yang Jun answered directly without thinking.

"I said, Lao Yang, why don't you give us some soup if you want to eat meat? The last military industry order was snatched away by your factory. If you take another order this time, do you have that much production capacity?"

When Mao Hua heard this, he immediately became unhappy.

"Yes, our factory is short of everything. We are just short of orders. Let alone one order. Even if there are ten more orders, our factory will still be able to do well."

Naturally, Yang Jun would not miss this opportunity.

As long as he is the director of the steel rolling mill, he must think about the employees of the entire factory.

With this order, life in the factory will be easier.

If the factory's life is getting better, then the employees will be able to get a few pounds of pork during the holidays.

If the factory's performance is not good, do you think the employees' lives will be better?

Besides, he's not worried about production capacity.

Although the factory cannot implement the system of more work, more reward, and work-by-piece work now, there are policies at the top and countermeasures at the bottom. For workshops and individuals that produce a lot of workpieces, they do not pay bonuses, but directly pay pork, which is known as No one can find a thorn in the side of the reward.

After the implementation of this policy, the employees were very motivated and the production capacity increased by at least [-]%. Now the factory has overcapacity and is worried about not being able to find orders.

"Lao Yang, let's discuss whether you can withdraw this time and give us this order." Gao Dongzhi discussed.

Yang Jun stopped, looked at them both with a smile and said,

"Haha, Lao Gao, what you said is wrong. How can men say concessions? Besides, even if our factory is willing to give in, there are more than a dozen other steel plants."

"Don't worry about other manufacturers. We can talk to them one by one. Just say whether you want to give in or not?" Mao Hua asked.

When Yang Jun heard this, he immediately became unhappy.

These two guys usually just compete with themselves, but now they are asking him to withdraw alone in front of more than a dozen steel mills. This is completely treating themselves as competitors.

In any case, the three of us all belong to the Red Star Steel Rolling Plant. We should have joined together to keep warm, unite, cooperate, and be united in dealing with the outside world. How come we ended up attacking our own people first?

"No!"

Yang Jun said with a solemn expression: "Two old brothers, this is a task assigned to me by the big boss. Not only did you not help me, you also persuaded me to give up the task. What are your intentions?"

One sentence made both of their faces turn red.

The two of them panicked when they saw that Yang Jun was angry and raised the issue to one of ideological awareness.

"If you don't want to let me, I won't. Why are you so angry? We all eat from the same pot. There is no need to be so angry."

Mao Hua was the first to apologize.

"Yes, yes, Lao Mao is right. Business cannot be done without kindness. In the future, we will have to rely on Brother Yang for help."

Gao Dongzhi echoed.

"Okay, let me tell you two old brothers, what's the use of discussing here? I don't know whether I can pass their assessment?"

Yang Jun doesn't want to make the relationship too tense. We are all face-saving people. We must leave a step for each other at all times and don't block the road.

"Yes, Lao Yang is right. Look at the heated discussions we have, but we still don't know if we can pass their assessment."

Mao Hua hurriedly walked down the steps.

Afterwards, everyone came to the production workshop chatting and laughing.

As soon as we entered the workshop, we saw hundreds of workers busy there. They were wearing blue-gray work clothes and sleeves and were busy.

This is an assembly line, with a clear division of labor and everyone doing the same job.

Some people sort the workpieces, some polish the workpieces, and friends are constantly moving the workpieces in the workshop.

Yang Jun took a look at the workpiece being produced and saw that it was for producing gun bolts.

And this kind of gun bolt looks very familiar, and it looks like an accessory on a [-]-pass machine.

If I remember correctly, this is produced by our own factory.

"Lao Yang, isn't this a workpiece produced by our factory?"

Yuan Kaizong took a workpiece, looked left and right, and asked with an uncertain tone.

"Lao Yuan, you remember correctly, this is exactly the workpiece produced by our factory." Yang Jun patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him to trust his own vision.

"My dear, I didn't expect to see workpieces produced by our factory here." Yuan Kaizong said excitedly.

As soon as they heard that this workpiece was produced by their own factory, people who came with Yang Jun gathered around to watch.

What is the greatest pride of workers is that they can see the products they produce in other places.

When their products are recognized by others, this is the greatest recognition of their work.

"Comrade, may I ask, is this workpiece easy to use? Is the pass rate high?"

Yang Jun asked a female worker who was sorting workpieces.

The female worker was in her 30s and looked like an old worker at first glance.

She answered without raising her head while sorting the workpieces,
"I'm just a sorter. I don't know if it will work or not, but the pass rate is about 98%."

"Oh, thank you."

The female worker was right. She was just a sorter. Whether the workpieces are useful or not can only be known after they are assembled. However, Yang Jun was very dissatisfied with the 98% pass rate she said.

Although the pass rate of 98% is considered very high, these workpieces have been inspected before leaving the factory. It stands to reason that the pass rate should be 100%. But when it arrived at the arsenal, the pass rate became 98%, which he couldn't accept. .

Yang Jun turned around and wanted to talk to Liu Feng about the product qualification rate.

Suddenly he remembered that Liu Feng was sent back to the factory by him last night, so he called Yuan Kaizong to him and said,
"Lao Yuan, when we go back, we need to pay close attention to production. The pass rate is too low."

"I think so too. Not only should we focus on production, but we should also focus on the ideological education of workers."

Yuan Kaizong nodded in agreement.

When Yang Jun was chatting with the female worker, he heard it from the side.

He felt it was time to take up production work.

(End of this chapter)